Tried anal beads for the first time last night.
Gob’s not on board.
BEES?!?
Month: January 2013
Housebreaking your pets can be such a chore.
Today, Pretty successfully managed to do a little breathplay with Craftsmate.
Ad even if it was only for two seconds and then the dynamic just sort of stopped, I did it with just one of my little hands.
Winningggg.
This is the lesson I learned today.
Let someone love you just the way you are – as flawed as you might be, as unattractive as you sometimes feel, and as unaccomplished as you think you are. To believe that you must hide all the parts of you that are broken, out of fear that someone else is incapable of loving what is less than perfect, is to believe that sunlight is incapable of entering a broken window and illuminating a dark room.
Marc Hack (via thelittleyellowdiary)
“Say please, Sweetheart. Use words.”
Of all the things she could be left with…
a stinging rear, the cuffs still locked on, a gag still in place, the smear of makeup on her cheek
…her own lingering thoughts that were always the strangest companions.
This also makes me feel extra cool.
I’m all sorts of flattered.
And dying over the tag “she named cumblr.”
Do I get a chapter in a history book?